A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
D. H. LAWRENCEWhen I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.
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I would rather sit still in a state of peace on a stone than ride in the motor-car of a multi-millionaire and feel the peacelessness of the multi-millionaire poisoning me.
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There’s lots of good fish in the sea, maybe, but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you’re not mackerel or herring yourself, you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
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What liars poets and everybody were! They made one think one wanted sentiment. When what one supremely wanted was this piercing, consuming, rather awful sensuality.
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I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
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There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
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Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
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He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.
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Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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Used to all kinds of society, she watched people as one reads the pages of a novel, with a certain disinterested amusement.
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Sometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one’s history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.
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Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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If a woman hasn’t got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she’s a dry stick as a rule.
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Don’t you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?
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What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
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You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.
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The human soul needs beauty more than bread.
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Be a good animal,true to your instincts.
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The world is a raving idiot, and no man can kill it: though I’ll do my best. But you’re right. We must rescue ourselves as best we can.
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But humanity never gets beyond the caterpillar stage -it rots in the chrysalis, it never will have wings.It is anti-creation, like monkeys and baboons.
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Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.
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If you could only tell them that living and spending isn’t the same thing! But it’s no good. If only they were educated to live instead of earn and spend, they could manage very happily.
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I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze.
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She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.
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It’s not art for art’s sake, it’s art for my sake.
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We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
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